Eclipse Poem by Meredith Heisberg

Eclipse



There is no endless circle; it’s nothing
but a queue to
execution.

Follow a pattern
programmed, cold, unbiased.
Emptiness is fulfillment
when there’s nothing else.

Gazing at the stars..
thou whast not here
anymore.
A brief moment of bliss
and now thou art free.

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